The Voice

A blast from the past. Something I wrote seven years ago that I thought I’d share. Hope you enjoy 🙂 Voice I dream of days, I dream of ways Where I do not have to enter into this incessant wandering This amassing of graves between worlds of reality and fact And the realms of reality…

The Voice

The Voice I dream of days, I dream of ways Where I do not have to enter into this incessant wandering This amassing of graves between worlds of reality and fact And the realms of reality and truth These things I have wrestled with since my youth Seeing the dragons get all the stronger I…